When I Cry
“and when I cry, I cry not because of the pain
I cry because of the many times I wish you were
It has nothing to do with you, with what you did or did not do. It’s a cry of relief, a cry of sigh, and a cry of “coming home.”
It’s a cry for all the times I believed I was right (but was wrong). A cry for the many times I messed up (and you were never there to say “it’s ok”). A cry for the moments I was brave (but I was really scared). A cry for many occasions I was numbed (but feeling the pain). A cry for the times I needed help (and you were not around).
It’s a cry for all of my successful events and milestones (but you were not there). A cry for all the wonderful opportunities (you missed). A cry for the many times I sure did good (but you failed to witness).
I cry my love because it feels so good to be home, in your loving arms once again.
A cry of coming home.
- Thank you for the entire good cry, my love…
Today’s poem is from my latest poetry book “I Would Fly To Where You Are”, available via Kobo.Com and Amazon (paperback and ebook/kindle file)